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Red, white, purple, or climbing vines, single flowers, clusters, everything you have seen before.

Si Ningning pinched a flower here and a branch there, and her inadvertent exclamations were crisp and melodious, blending into the chirping of the birds in the forest.

"Comrade Huo Lang, what kind of flower is this? Do you recognize it?"

"I know this one, Windmill Jasmine!"

After running here and there, one sound followed another, as if there was endless energy.

It was chattering and very lively.

Huo Lang took a deep breath, tilted his head impatiently, but couldn't help but be stunned.

The little girl was wearing a light blue buttoned bell-sleeved top and ordinary blue pants. She was squatting in front of a cluster of shrubs. Her slender bud-like fingers hooked the flower stems and pulled the flowers closer to her.

He took a deep breath and immediately raised his lips, a smile of enjoyment spread across his face.

She is obviously dressed in an ordinary way for a young girl, but she has black hair and red lips, bright eyebrows, and is pretty and enchanting. She looks like an orchid in an empty valley, or a mountain spirit hidden in the mountains.

As if aware of his gaze, she tilted her head slightly, blinking her watery deer eyes, and the mole on the corner of her eye trembled slightly, and the next second it curved into a small crescent, "Comrade Huo Lang..."

"Can I dig this up and plant it? It's very fragrant."

The wind started blowing in the mountains, rustling, and...

"Thumping——"

"Thumping..."

…

The heart beats in the wind.

Huo Lang's thoughts froze for a moment, and a sentence came to his mind inexplicably:

She came from the mountains, rivers and forests, and she burst into bloom with a smile.

"..." There was just a hint of softening in the resolute face, and it suddenly became stiff again. Huo Lang said softly: "No."

A little girl who is only 16 or 7 years old...

Huo Lang turned around, pursed his thin lips slightly, lowered his eyelids and continued walking forward without paying attention.

Si Ningning's smile fell, and she snorted at the man's back. She took another look at the cluster of flowers, stood up and followed him.

It’s probably impossible to plant it in front of your home, but if you have the chance in the future, you might be able to dig it into the space and plant it...

To live a good life, you also need to cultivate your sentiment~

They walked silently for another half an hour, and the field of vision broadened for a while. Si Ningning stood under the broken light and looked forward. There was a dense bamboo forest a hundred meters away.

However, to reach the bamboo forest, you have to go down a steep slope first.

Si Ningning subconsciously looked at Huo Lang.

He held her hand when crossing the ditch just now, will he hold her hand now?

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Huo Lang's body dwarfed and he slipped down neatly in two steps.

"..."

All right.

After all, she came here on her own, so she can’t hold back!

Si Ningning was gearing up, squatting on the slope and trying to stretch her legs down. Huo Lang whispered, "Just stand there and don't move."

"..."

Si Ningning squatted there, obediently not moving.

At the bottom of the slope, Huo Lang hunched over and made a random chop with the hatchet. Then he handed the handle of the hatchet to Si Ningning as if he was crossing a ditch.

"come over."

The low, almost commanding voice made Si Ningning frown again.

Can't you talk properly?

But after going downhill and seeing clearly what Huo Lang had chopped off just now, Si Ningning couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Seeing Si Ningning staring at the smashed bamboo stakes with oblique cuts on the ground, Huo Lang said calmly: "Whether you are cutting bamboo in the team or in the mountains, you must not leave any oblique cuts. It is best if the stakes are clean.

Don’t have any.”

"If someone accidentally trips on it, they may be injured or even die."

Si Ningning's throat tightened and she nodded seriously.